The morning light filtered through the large windows of the Stevens’ estate,The scent of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon filled the air as the family gathered for breakfast. Emma sat next to Ryker, her fingers unconsciously gripping the edge of her dress. She could feel the weight of her father’s gaze on them, steady and unreadable.Dreke Steven, the powerful and respected head of the family, sat at the head of the table, his sharp eyes assessing Ryker with quiet intensity. Beside him, Daniel, Emma’s eldest brother, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression unreadable but his protective instincts clear. David, the more easygoing of the two, smirked slightly as he stole a glance at Ryker.Emma’s heart pounded in her chest. She had grown up in a home filled with love, never having to fight for approval or acceptance. But today felt different. Today, she needed her family to see Ryker the way she did. Strong. Loyal. The only man who could truly protect her.The clinki
The tension in the air was thick as Emma’s father, Dreke Steven, sat in his grand study, his sharp gaze fixed on Ryker. The hunting trip had been grueling, a test of patience, skill, and sheer willpower. But Ryker had proved himself. He didn’t just survive, he dominated. He showed Emma’s brothers that he wasn’t just an Alpha King by title but a man who could stand his ground, protect what was his, and never back down.Now, the final decision rested with her father.Emma stood beside her father’s chair, her hands curled together anxiously. Her brothers, Daniel and David, sat on the other side of the room, their faces unreadable. Ryker, however, was as calm as ever, his piercing eyes locked on Drake's, waiting.After what felt like an eternity, Drake finally leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. “So… You didn’t run away,” he said, a hint of amusement in his tone.Ryker smirked slightly. “I don’t run from anything.”David chuckled under his breath, while Daniel remained stoic.Dreke
Emma sat beside Ryker in the car, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her dress as the vehicle moved deeper into his territory. The road was lined with towering trees, their branches forming a natural tunnel that gave the path a mysterious yet peaceful look. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding faster with every passing second.Ryker reached over and gently took her hand, lacing his fingers through hers. “Relax, love,” he murmured, his deep voice soothing. “You have nothing to worry about. They’re going to love you.”Emma forced a smile, but the nerves wouldn’t go away. She wasn’t just meeting his pack, she was stepping into an entirely different world. A world where she was the only human.The car slowed as they neared a tall iron gate. Several guards stood at attention, their sharp eyes scanning the vehicle before they immediately bowed their heads in respect. One of them pressed a button, and the gate creaked open, revealing the vast land of the Blood Moon Pack.Emma’s eyes
The grand hall of the Blood Moon Pack was filled with warmth, laughter, and the sound of joyous howls as the welcome ceremony officially began. Emma stood beside Ryker at the center, her hands clasped together as she took in the sight before her. The pack members had gathered around, their faces glowing with happiness. Large chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The scent of fresh flowers and burning incense filled the air, making the moment feel almost surreal.Jaxon stepped forward, his expression serious yet proud. “Tonight, we welcome our Luna, Emma, into our pack. Though she is human, she carries the heart of a wolf, and she will stand beside our Alpha as our leader.”A chorus of howls filled the room, making Emma’s chest tighten with emotion. She wasn’t used to such grand celebrations, especially not one centered around her. Ryker gently squeezed her hand, silently reassuring her.Jaxon continued, “As tradition, we offer a toast to our Luna.”Servants moved through the crowd, handi
Mia's fingers traced the jagged ends of her hair in the bathroom mirror. The fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows across her tear-stained face, red lipstick smeared across her cheeks like war paint."You're my mate." The words echoed in her mind, the memory fresh from minutes earlier. Her heart had soared at first, feeling that precious bond snap into place when Tarlose approached her in the crowded hallway."Everyone, watch this." Tarlose's voice had carried across the gathered crowd. "Watch me claim my mate."Her chin trembled at the memory. "I accept-" The words had barely left her lips when his palm connected with her cheek, the crack of it silencing the hallway."As if I'd ever want a mate like you." His laugh had cut deeper than the slap. "Hold her still."Rough hands had gripped her arms while he pulled out the lipstick. "Let's make you pretty, Mia. Since you clearly need the help.""Stop, please." She'd struggled against the grip. "We're supposed to be friends. We grew up tog
The black gates of the Hawthorne estate swung open, revealing a sprawling mansion that stretched across manicured grounds. Mia pressed her face against the car window, her eyes wide at the sight of marble fountains and perfectly trimmed hedges."Welcome home." Victor's voice carried a note of pride as the car rolled to a stop.The front doors opened, and a line of staff members emerged to collect their bags. Mia clutched her backpack closer, not ready to let go of the few possessions she'd brought with her."Come." Sarah wrapped an arm around Mia's shoulders as they climbed the stone steps. "Let's get you settled."The entrance hall soared three stories high, crystal chandeliers catching the late afternoon light. Mia's footsteps echoed against the marble floor, making her feel small and out of place."I know it's overwhelming." Sarah smoothed Mia's uneven hair. "But things will be different now. Once word gets out that you're Lord Hawthorne's stepdaughter-""Those children who hurt yo
Lord Victor straightened his jacket, composure restored though tension still lined his face. "Let me properly introduce you. Sarah, Mia - these are my sons, Matthew and Zander Hawthorne.""I'll gather your other brothers." Victor's footsteps echoed as he left the study.Zander's lip curled. "Well, isn't this just perfect? Daddy's new toy brings her daughter who can't tell two people apart and gets my brother beaten.""Zander," Matthew warned, still holding his side."What? You're bleeding because she couldn't keep her mouth shut." zander stalked closer to Mia. "Or maybe she knew exactly what she was doing. Get in daddy's good graces by playing victim?"Sarah stepped forward. "How dare you speak to my daughter that way-""How dare I?" Zander's laugh held no humor. "You're the one who jumped right in with accusations. Didn't even look twice before throwing Matthew under the bus."Matthew pushed off from the bookshelf, wincing. "That's enough.""No, it's not enough." Zander's green eyes
That evening, Mia pushed open the door to what she thought was the library. Steam billowed out, carrying the scent of cedar and spice. Her breath caught in her throat.Matthew stood by the window, water droplets trailing down his muscled back. A white towel hung low on his hips, barely clinging to his narrow waist. His dark hair curled wet against his neck.Heat flooded Mia's cheeks. She should leave. Should turn around. But her feet remained frozen to the spot as her eyes traced the defined planes of his shoulders, the ridges of his abs.He turned, catching her gaze in the mirror. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face. "Like what you see?""I- I was looking for the library." Mia's voice came out breathier than intended.Matthew stalked toward her, each step deliberate. "This is my private bathroom." His eyes raked over her, sending shivers down her spine. "Though I don't mind giving you a... private tour.""I should go." But she didn't move."Should you?" He closed the dista
The grand hall of the Blood Moon Pack was filled with warmth, laughter, and the sound of joyous howls as the welcome ceremony officially began. Emma stood beside Ryker at the center, her hands clasped together as she took in the sight before her. The pack members had gathered around, their faces glowing with happiness. Large chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The scent of fresh flowers and burning incense filled the air, making the moment feel almost surreal.Jaxon stepped forward, his expression serious yet proud. “Tonight, we welcome our Luna, Emma, into our pack. Though she is human, she carries the heart of a wolf, and she will stand beside our Alpha as our leader.”A chorus of howls filled the room, making Emma’s chest tighten with emotion. She wasn’t used to such grand celebrations, especially not one centered around her. Ryker gently squeezed her hand, silently reassuring her.Jaxon continued, “As tradition, we offer a toast to our Luna.”Servants moved through the crowd, handi
Emma sat beside Ryker in the car, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her dress as the vehicle moved deeper into his territory. The road was lined with towering trees, their branches forming a natural tunnel that gave the path a mysterious yet peaceful look. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding faster with every passing second.Ryker reached over and gently took her hand, lacing his fingers through hers. “Relax, love,” he murmured, his deep voice soothing. “You have nothing to worry about. They’re going to love you.”Emma forced a smile, but the nerves wouldn’t go away. She wasn’t just meeting his pack, she was stepping into an entirely different world. A world where she was the only human.The car slowed as they neared a tall iron gate. Several guards stood at attention, their sharp eyes scanning the vehicle before they immediately bowed their heads in respect. One of them pressed a button, and the gate creaked open, revealing the vast land of the Blood Moon Pack.Emma’s eyes
The tension in the air was thick as Emma’s father, Dreke Steven, sat in his grand study, his sharp gaze fixed on Ryker. The hunting trip had been grueling, a test of patience, skill, and sheer willpower. But Ryker had proved himself. He didn’t just survive, he dominated. He showed Emma’s brothers that he wasn’t just an Alpha King by title but a man who could stand his ground, protect what was his, and never back down.Now, the final decision rested with her father.Emma stood beside her father’s chair, her hands curled together anxiously. Her brothers, Daniel and David, sat on the other side of the room, their faces unreadable. Ryker, however, was as calm as ever, his piercing eyes locked on Drake's, waiting.After what felt like an eternity, Drake finally leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. “So… You didn’t run away,” he said, a hint of amusement in his tone.Ryker smirked slightly. “I don’t run from anything.”David chuckled under his breath, while Daniel remained stoic.Dreke
The morning light filtered through the large windows of the Stevens’ estate,The scent of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon filled the air as the family gathered for breakfast. Emma sat next to Ryker, her fingers unconsciously gripping the edge of her dress. She could feel the weight of her father’s gaze on them, steady and unreadable.Dreke Steven, the powerful and respected head of the family, sat at the head of the table, his sharp eyes assessing Ryker with quiet intensity. Beside him, Daniel, Emma’s eldest brother, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression unreadable but his protective instincts clear. David, the more easygoing of the two, smirked slightly as he stole a glance at Ryker.Emma’s heart pounded in her chest. She had grown up in a home filled with love, never having to fight for approval or acceptance. But today felt different. Today, she needed her family to see Ryker the way she did. Strong. Loyal. The only man who could truly protect her.The clinki
Emma had always been the heart of her family. From the moment she was born, she had been loved, cherished, and protected. Her father, Dreke Steven, made sure that nothing in the world could ever hurt her. She had never known struggle, never faced rejection, never been scolded harshly. She was their little princess, their treasure.Her elder brother, Daniel, had taken it upon himself to guard her like a fortress. He believed Emma was too pure for the world, too naïve to understand its cruelty. Though she was intelligent and capable, she had lived a life free from hardships, where everything had been carefully provided for her. She had never experienced betrayal, heartbreak . And that was exactly how her family wanted to keep it.Her other brother, David, was more observant. He understood Emma better than anyone. Unlike Daniel, who openly shielded her from everything, David had always been the quiet protector, watching over her from the shadows.To them, Emma was not just a daughter or
Fear sits heavy in your chest as you stare at your reflection in the mirror. Your hands grip the edges of the sink, knuckles turning white. The thought of facing your father and elder brother, Daniel, makes your stomach twist in knots. What if they don’t accept Ryker? What if they try to keep you away from him? You can’t bear the idea of losing him, not now, not after everything.A shaky breath escapes your lips, and before you know it, tears well up in your eyes. You don’t want to cry, but the emotions are too much to hold in. You press a hand to your chest, feeling your heart pounding hard.“What if they say no?” you whisper to yourself.A strong pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you into a firm, familiar warmth. Ryker. His scent fresh and masculine with a hint of something wild fills your senses, grounding you. His chin rests on your shoulder, his lips brushing against your ear.“What’s running in that little head of yours, baby?” His deep, smooth voice sends
Emma sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her knees up to her chest. The warmth of last night still lingered on her skin, but as she looked at Ryker, a wave of uneasiness formed in her chest. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of the oversized shirt she had thrown on his shirt.Ryker, lying lazily against the pillows, watched her with a smirk. “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” His voice was deep, smooth, but there was an edge of curiosity in his tone.Emma hesitated before speaking. “Only David knows about us.” Her voice was soft, unsure. “My father and my brothers… they don’t know anything yet.”Ryker’s smirk faded slightly, his blue eyes narrowing as he sat up. “And your mother?”Emma opened her mouth to respond but felt a sharp sting in her chest. Her mother. The mere thought of her made Emma’s throat tighten. Before she could stop herself, her vision blurred, and tears welled in her eyes.“Emma?” Ryker’s voice was now softer, but with a touch of concern. He imme
Emma POV The soft glow of morning light peeked through the curtains, casting a golden hue over the luxurious interior of Ryker’s vanity van. My body felt warm, wrapped in the cocoon of his strong arms. My legs were tangled with his, and my cheeks burned as the memories of last night came rushing back.I had never felt like that before, never knowing my body could respond to someone’s touch in such an overwhelming way. And Ryker… he had been so gentle yet so dominant, taking his time to make me feel things I had never experienced.I stirred slightly, shifting under the silk sheets. That’s when I felt Ryker's lips pressing soft, lazy kisses along my shoulder. A shiver ran down my spine as his fingers traced slow circles on my bare waist.“Good morning, my little lamb,” he murmured, his deep voice thick with sleep and desire.I bit my lip, trying to suppress the smile threatening to form. “Morning…” I whispered, my voice barely audible.His hand slid lower, resting possessively on my hi
Emma blinked up at Ryker, her wide, innocent eyes reflecting the dim golden glow of the vanity van’s soft lighting. There was trust in her gaze, but also a flicker of nervousness, something new and unfamiliar blooming inside her. Ryker could see that she was feeling things she had never felt before. And damn, if it didn’t make him want her even more.His fingers traced the side of her face, his touch featherlight yet possessive. “You’re mine, Emma,” he murmured, his voice husky with restraint. “Only mine.”She swallowed hard, her breath hitching when he leaned in, his lips brushing the curve of her jaw. “I know,” she whispered, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.Ryker’s smirk deepened. “You don’t know how much I’ve waited for this,” he said, his hand sliding down to rest against her waist. He could feel her warmth, her body trembling slightly under his touch. He wanted to take his time, to savor every moment. She was too precious, too delicate.Emma blushed as she felt